Chapter 23: Pride of the Fallen
Their first stop was an unassuming moderate sized building that they had to get through an alley to reach.
There was something special about this establishment, something that could only be found in this particular place.
When they entered, they were greeted by a more business feel compared to the coziness of Taryn’s place.
The tables each had five chairs surrounding them and had folded napkins atop pristine white plates.
The room was softly lit was a single main overhead lamp, a wide globe-like structure that brightened up the room along with a few other wall installations.
There was no electricity in this world so Wise simply assumed that the lights used an Energy-Crystal or something similar.
Unlike most restaurants, this one had a special area which was the main reason Wise hand wandered in.
By the right side of the room stood the only thing that made this place special, a stage, and on that stage currently was an old man with a lute in hand.
Today was music night meaning all guests at this restaurant will have a chance to perform at intervals.
But the girls did not know that yet...
"They have a live performance?" Esme asked as she glanced at the stage.